Ginger's Blog
Drop-Off Magic
“I will pick you up in a few minutes,” my mother yelled as I opened up the gate and skipped up the cracked sidewalk. I barely heard her words, much less cared. I was focused on the steps ahead that led to the door. The door that led to the house of love. I couldn’t...
The Optional Component
It was as if his eyes told the whole story. They seemed hollow, lifeless. He looked past you. Over you. Around you. Any place but at you, as if intentionally avoiding all human contact. Despite his uninviting manner, I attempted to reach him on more than one occasion....
Is There Hope for Me, Doc?
Compared to individual and group patients, couples come into my office the most urgently. Typically, and sadly, most couples wait too long to get the needed help for their hanging-on-by-a-thread relationship. As if I am some relationship emergency room doctor, they...
Before, During and After
We are supposed to be the higher animal. The non-reactive ones. The ones that can rise above ourselves, pause and make rational adjustments for the betterment of self, others and our relationships. I know I forget this evolutionary perk at times. My monkey-brain takes...
Taking a Knee
My daughter started playing soccer as a little tike, long before there were actual positions. The young girls swarmed the ball like bees to a honeycomb. Plus, they were so pleasant to each other. They took seriously their manners taught. Aggression had yet to surface...
My Non-Green Thumb
I should just give up and buy the fake ones. They do such a good job these days making them look real, substituting authenticity. But, I like the idea of having live plants, growing green things in my office. The organic exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide. Energy...
Harmony, Disharmony, Repair, Repeat
“Mom, have we repaired yet?” I can hear my twelve-year-old daughter now. I think I have created a monster. Every relationship, albeit one with your partner, child, friend, coworker or neighbor, can be pinpointed at one of the three places – harmony, disharmony or...
The Not-So-Magic Kingdom
I know. Put me on the “bad mother” list. It took until my kids were teenagers for me to check the box for that mandatory childhood Walt Disney World vacation. It was the earliest I could manage the trip to Central Florida. Mickey and Minnie just had to be patient - I...
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